#witchysethharper

"Been awhile." He greeted with indifference, which was as close to pleasant as something like Raiden could get for a greeting. Stepping to the side he expected the younger to come into his layer, or suite, as they called them. "Surprised you're working or you saw my request and decided it was best not to refuse?" He asked closing the door behind the Gancanagh, it locked. Raiden was getting better with aspects of his magic having found someone more his speed to give him some pointers.

"Dangerous to be playing around with those things that go into heat. Know I'm fighting two of three here." His words were low as he moved past the young witch and back into the living room. "Lucky for you I'm old and strong. You want something to drink, take the edge off?"

Cairo couldn't help but laugh. "Not the kind of snack I was intending, mio caro," He said moving closer to Seth leaning down to whisper against his ear. "In this case you would be the snack." The newly acquired fangs slipped out as he dipped his head lower and let them run down the soft flesh of the tribrid's neck.

"Seth." God damn was that what Cairo sounded like? Fuck, even his voice was smooth. "How are you doing?" Shade didn't know dick about Cairo's mannerisms, just they weren't his. Best thing he could do was say as little as possible as he eyed up his ex giving a smile that was no doubt charming as hell as he closed the distance between them.

A large yawn passed the human's lips as he got up from his seat, arms stretching high into the air. He really needed to be rented out soon so he could get to walk much more, hopefully out in the gardens or just outside in general. Twisting himself round as he stretched some more, he couldn't help but notice that there was someone doing something at the checkpoint.

Out of curiosity, he wandered over, standing just in the door frame from the common room to the checkpoint. "Everything okay?" He found himself uttering out. Eyes scanning around were the other was looking, though he couldn't see anything of interest. Then again, he was only just a human. "It looks like you are just staring at nothing."

Seth and he weren’t the closest, but there was no bad blood between them. Ransom was by means poor, but wasn’t even close to the amount of money most around the place could throw around since most went  home to his family. Still he hoped he had enough to get a few things from Seth. Knocking at the consultants door he waited until the other invited him in before entering. He didn’t sit down, not feeling that comfortable in the castle, but did close the door behind him. “I don’t want to take up too much of your time and this is strictly business. I need something that can neutralize as much of a ghouls power as you can. I’ve got about 20 grand I can throw at the problem and willing to help out any other ways I can. I don’t want to go into the why or the who it’s for. Just their old and it’s personal.” Ransom said, it obvious he was uncomfortable having the conversation and asking for help. 

“Everyone in the Eastern castles are crazy with these little things...You got to admit, the Japanese witches really deserved praises for their craftmanship. It’s so difficult to make, they only produce less than a handful per year.”

Yip took out a small yet delicate paper box. The material was no ordinary paper, scattered with  patterns that made the container itself both beautiful and artful. Inside the box, was a sphere gemstone wrapped by a ring of metal. Small fonts of runes were carved onto the ring, suggested that this was a magic item that could be activated by a those who possesses magic.

“It’s not just a pretty decoration.” Yip rubbed his hands. Even for a vampire his age, he still felt a hint of childish excitement when it comes to gadget like this one. “Go on. Take it out and place it on your palm, carefully infused it with your magic.

Moving to the bar he ordered a glass of blood wine eyes still drawn to the rock with a true smile on his lips that fell ever so slightly thinking how others would react to it. He knew exactly how Kaden felt about his sire, though he said nothing out loud. Of course he didn’t have to his disapproval in everything related to his sire was apparent. If the slave hadn’t proved useful he’d have returned him to the undercroft by now. Unfortunately he had in a few different areas Lucien hadn’t realized he needed help in, which he was reminded of as he saw a staff member he needed to have words with and then he’d find his slave. 

Walking with purpose and coming before the taller witch as if he wasn’t near naked the councilman waited for the witch’s gaze to take him in. “You are Mr. Seth Harper I presume. The magical consultant of the castle.” Lucien stated knowing very well it was fact. “I believe your slave stole a priceless necklace from my collection. I do hope you can assist in this matter, but I will bring in the chief of staff and enforcer if required Mr. Harper.” Lucien subtle as ever with his request of the lesser being.